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Everything. With rain, with sun… with much, with less… With joy, with pain… with life, with death…. The only things that satisfy come from You They come from You. Everything that’s beautiful Everything that’s wonderful Every perfect gift comes from You. Your grace, Your heart…
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Everything With rain, with sun… with much, with less… With joy, with pain… with life, with death…
The only things that satisfy come from You They come from You
Everything that’s beautiful Everything that’s wonderful Every perfect gift comes from You
Your grace, Your heart… Your voice, Your touch… Your word, Your peace… Your hope, Your love…
The only things that satisfy come from You They come from You
A thousand words could not explain A thousand worlds could not contain Every perfect gift comes from You
It comes from the Father of Lights It comes from the Giver of Life
It comes from the Heavens above It’s coming straight from Your heart to the people You love.
From the Father of Lights It comes from the Giver of Life
It comes from the Heavens above It’s coming straight from Your heart to the people You love.
Everything that’s beautiful Everything that’s wonderful Every perfect gift comes from You
Christ is Risen Let no one caught in sin remain Inside the lie of inward shame But fix our eyes upon the cross and Run to Him who showed great love And bled for us Freely You've bled for us
Christ is risen from the dead Trampling over death by death Come awake come awake Come and rise up from the grave
Christ is risen from the dead We are one with Him again Come awake come awake Come and rise up from the grave
Beneath the weight of all our sin You bowed to none but heaven's will No scheme of hell no scoffer's crown No burden great can hold You down In strength You reign Forever let your church proclaim
Christ is risen from the dead Trampling over death by death Come awake come awake Come and rise up from the grave
Christ is risen from the dead We are one with Him again Come awake come awake Come and rise up from the grave
O death where is your sting O hell where is your victory O church come stand in the light The glory of God has defeated the night Singing O death where is your sting
O hell where is your victory O church come stand in the light Our God is not dead He's alive He's alive
Christ is risen from the dead Trampling over death by death Come awake come awake Come and rise up from the grave Christ is risen from the dead We are one with Him again
Come awake come awake Come and rise up from the grave Christ is risen from the dead Trampling over death by death Come awake come awake Come and rise up from the grave
Christ is risen from the dead We are one with Him again Come awake come awake Come and rise up from the grave
Psalm 130 From the depths of woe I raise to Thee a voice of lamentation. Lord, turn a gracious ear to me and hear my supplication. If Thou iniquities dost mark, our secret sins and misdeeds dark,
Men: O who shall stand before Thee? Women: Who shall stand before Thee? Men: O who shall stand before Thee? Women: Who shall stand before Thee?
To wash away the crimson stain, grace, grace alone availeth. Our works, alas, are all in vain; in much the best life faileth. No man can glory in Thy sight, all must alike confess Thy might,
Men: And live alone by mercy. Women: Live alone by mercy. Men: And live alone by mercy. Women: Live alone by mercy.
Therefore my trust is in the Lord, and not in mine own merit. On Him my soul shall rest; His word upholds my fainting spirit. His promised mercy is my fort, my comfort, and my sweet support.
Men:I wait for Him with patience. Women: Wait for Him with patience. Men: I wait for Him with patience. Women: Wait for Him with patience.
What though I wait the live-long night and ‘til the dawn appeareth, my heart still trusteth in His might; it doubteth not nor feareth. Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, ye of the Spirit born indeed,
Men: And wait ‘til God appeareth. Women: Wait ‘til God appeareth. Men: And wait ‘til God appeareth. Women: Wait ‘til God appeareth.
Though great our sins and sore our woes, His grace much more aboundeth. His helping love no limit knows; our utmost need it soundeth. Our Shepherd good and true is He, who will at last His people free
Men: From all their sin and sorrow. Women: All their sin and sorrow. Men: From all their sin and sorrow. Women: All their sin and sorrow.
Come Thou Fount Come, Thou fount of every blessing Tune my heart to sing Thy grace Streams of mercy, never ceasing Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet Sung by flaming tongues above Praise the mount, I’m fixed upon it Mount of Thy redeeming love
Here I raise my Ebenezer: Hither by Thy grace I’ve come. And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home
Jesus sought me when a stranger Wandering from the fold of God He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood
O to grace, how great a debtor Daily I’m constrained to be Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it Prone to leave the God I love Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it Seal it for Thy courts above
Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it Seal it for Thy courts above